The Last Goodbye

.Even the last dignity is lost.

He didn't want to face the awakened Grindelwald.

He wished he could die here now!

Harry closed his eyes in pain.

ah.No.No.

He can't die yet.

He heard faint drumming, low music.

From somewhere came a song he was familiar with.

…May God bless the Queen.

May she live forever.Give her victory, joy and glory.Give her long-term peace and stability, and the prosperity of the country.May she rule the world, regard the people as her son, defend the law of the country, and cleanse the world.May she be a virtuous and virtuous corporal, so precious that she will last for generations to come, every year...

…May God bless the Queen.

Harry opened his eyes, moved his leaden legs with difficulty, took a step forward, and then took another step.He walked up the stairs step by step.The wooden armrest creaked as he pinched it.The pain caused a layer of cold sweat to ooze from his scalp, but he still walked forward hard.

He can't die yet.

He has no relatives.no friend.no dignity.no freedom.But he can't die yet.He doesn't want to give up yet.He still wanted to come back to her alive.He still wanted to fall into her arms alive.He still wants to live to help her win! Harry clutched his chest tightly, step by step, with difficulty, slowly, moved towards his room.It was early in the morning, but he felt as if he was walking alone in the middle of the night.

But it doesn't matter.It doesn't matter.The night will pass.

He finally moved back to his bedroom, threw his broken body on the bed, and fell asleep in a daze...

[Harry Potter. 】

Already in a trance, Harry opened his eyes, raised his upper body with difficulty and looked around.

【Harry Potter, I'm here. 】

He looked in the direction of the source of the sound, and saw a boa constrictor crawling out from under his bed.

【Harry Potter, are you okay? 】

That boa constrictor was actually talking to him?

And he actually understood?

Is he dreaming?

Harry stared at it incredulously, blinking hard.The boa constrictor was clearly entrenched beside his bed.It is a full two meters long, and its green-brown scales glow faintly in the morning light. Harry was very, very sure that if the snake attacked him now, it would hang him without a problem.He didn't have the strength to fight it at all.But it looks very docile, without the slightest intention to attack. Harry even sensed a tinge of friendliness from it.He felt that he might have been hit too hard and his mind was a little broken.How can a boa constrictor be friendly?The snake was looking up at him now. Harry involuntarily leaned forward, getting closer to it.strangeness.He thought as he approached.what am i doingAm I killing myself?But subconsciously he knew he wasn't afraid of it.He actually thought he knew it.If it wasn't for the pain in his body, he would really think he was dreaming.But that snake was too real, too clear.Harry could hear a numbing hiss as it spit out the letter.

[Harry, I'm Nagini. Salazar said you might not remember me. ] the snake hissed.

Salazar's snake? Harry looked at it suspiciously, "Why are you in my room?"

[I don't understand, Harry.I can't understand your language. 】Nagini said softly,【Salazar asked me to tell you that he might not be here when you wake up.Don't ask that man where he went. 】

"I don't care where he went." Harry gave a wry smile. Nagini didn't understand, but just tilted its small, slippery head, 【He wants me to tell you that you are not alone. 】

Harry looked at it in surprise.What's the meaning?

【He wants me to tell you that there are people who cherish you and love you in this world. Even if they leave one day, they will leave traces here...】The boa constrictor lowered its small head and stretched slowly. To Harry's chest, and then gently touched the young man's left chest,【...will always be here. ] It raised its head to look at Harry again, and suddenly hissed in a low voice, 【What's wrong with you?Why are you crying?I scare you? 】

Harry looked at it suspiciously, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch his face, and there were really water marks.what happened?He looked at the water in his hand in surprise.what am i crying forWhy am I crying?

[What's wrong with you, Harry?are you sadWhere do you hurt? 】

"No, I..." Harry wiped his eyes roughly, but the tears just kept coming out.Damn, what the hell is going on.Why am I crying?

[Don't be sad, Harry. Salazar wants me to tell you that you are not alone.He couldn't tell you before because he knew the man was watching. 】

"No, stop it. Stop it. I don't want to hear it." Harry put his hands over his eyes.

【He wants me to tell you that you can defeat that man, you are much stronger than that man, you have to believe in yourself. 】

"Stop it, Nagini, really stop it..."

【He wants me to tell you that he knows that you are in pain, you are very sad, he is not by your side, sorry. 】

"Please stop talking, I don't want to hear..."

【He also wants me to tell you that he loves you. 】

Harry turned his head and stared at it blankly.

【He loves you forever. 】

The young man suddenly embraced his arms, weeping uncontrollably.

2.6 MOSTARDENTLY, PARTII

1940

Torrential rain.

The dense coniferous forest was rustled by the rain.It was just dawn.The sudden torrential rain washed the mist in the mountains into a milky white.Suddenly a fox sprang out of the grass.It shook its red ears, sniffed the trees around it alertly, and then ran away.The tree peeled off a little piece of bark, and then another little piece, but it was all lost in the rumbling rain.The grass in the distance suddenly trembled, and then the rain in that direction seemed to be split by something.The water curtain rustled to both sides.The invisible thing moved forward slowly from far to near, and when it was about to move under the tree, a whisper came from under the tree, "Have you found it?" The other side also replied in a low voice, "I found it. "

Then there were three soft beeps.

The forest returned to silence, except for the torrential rain.

Galatea and Aberforth were sitting at the table while Slughorn paced back and forth in front of the fireplace.The sky outside the window is gradually brightening, and the east has begun to turn white.Suddenly there were three puff puffs, and four people appeared in the middle of the room.They were covered in water, as if they had just been fished out of a lake.One of the middle-aged men carried a teenage child on his back.The three people in the room immediately surrounded them.There was also a sound of footsteps on the stairs, and then an old man who was over seventy years old appeared at the door of the living room.All of them surrounded the man with the child on his back.The man walked to the sofa and put the boy on his back on the sofa.

"Merlin..." The woman who appeared with the middle-aged man quickly knelt down on the edge of the sofa.She reached out and took the boy's hand who was lying on the sofa.There was a little bit of sawdust under her nails.She was soaked from head to toe like a middle-aged man.Water was trickling down her brown hair into her clothes.She didn't care at all, she just stretched out her hand to wipe the water off the boy's face on the sofa.The boy didn't respond to her movements.He was also wet all over.The face was washed white to transparent by the water.He had a handsome face, but there was no blood in that face.Eye sockets and lips are covered with a layer of faint purple.

It was a dead man's face.

The boy had just died not long ago.But it is dead.The woman kneeling on the edge of the sofa was still tightly clutching the corpse's hand, trying in vain to warm it up.She put that cold hand to her lips and kissed it. "Tina..." The middle-aged man who came with her gently pulled her away. Tina reluctantly left the boy, weeping on the middle-aged man's shoulder. "We should get closer, we should get closer, Newt..." Tina put her hands on her mouth, suppressing a whimper. Newt just hugged her tightly.

Other people's attention is not here.They all clustered around the sofa, around the dead boy.The old man who was over seventy years old knelt on the edge of the sofa, and his slender fingers gently stroked the boy's chest.With a few snaps, the button of the corpse's shirt was unbuttoned, revealing a pale, heartless chest.There was a dark brown gash under the boy's right rib.The wound was fresh, and it looked like someone had cut it in there not long ago, and then seared it together with fire.The scar was shocking, and it hurt just to look at it.

Galatea let out a low cry, and Slughorn averted his eyes unconsciously.The old man kneeling by the sofa looked very calm.He turned his head to look at the other person next to him - that person came with Tina and Newt, he was also wet, but the moisture evaporated from his body with a wave of his hand, and then waved again , The boy lying on the sofa is also dry.The man drew his wand and said something.A pale silver film appeared on the corpse.

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